The police officer sat down and praised Da Bao and Si Bao.

"These two little ones are just wonderful!"

"Are you... quadruplets?"

The children all nodded.

Seeing how cute they were, the officer let them sit in a row and began to take a statement. Lin Feng provided his personal information and then gave a brief description of what had happened.

The officer looked at the quadruplets with a smile. "I'd like to ask, which one of you little treasures was it that found the bag?"

Si Bao raised his hand. "It was me!"

"And how did you find it?"

"Well," Si Bao recalled, "I saw there was something inside it, so I just took a look…"

"Is that all?"

Si Bao nodded.

The officer praised them, "You are truly good children for not keeping what you found. You knew to bring it here to the police station!"

"Excellent work!"

The complimented children all felt a little shy.

Just then, a middle-aged man rushed in to file a report, saying he had lost something. Despite the cold weather, the man was sweating profusely and looked extremely panicked.

"Officer, I lost over forty thousand yuan…"

The attending officer consoled him, "Don't panic. Just take your time and tell me what happened."

"How much money did you lose, and where did you lose it?"

The middle-aged man looked like he was about to cry. "I lost forty-three thousand, five hundred twenty yuan, and fifty cents. It was in a black plastic bag."

"I lost it in the square at the park not far from here."

The officer continued to ask, "How did you lose it?"

The man answered, "I was sleeping on a bench when the hospital called, and I left in a rush."

"I don't know if it was stolen or if I just dropped it."

Regardless of what happened, the chances of getting it back were extremely slim. Having said this, the man covered his face and began to cry.

"What am I going to do? That's the money for my son's life-saving surgery!"

"It's over… it's all over…"

"It's all my fault for being such a heavy sleeper!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man began to repeatedly slap his own face. Everyone was startled and quickly went over to stop him.

"Please, don't do this. We'll do our best to find your money."

The middle-aged man was highly doubtful. "Can you really find it? It's been over three hours… It must be gone…"

"That's not certain. What if someone picked it up and happened to be a good person?"

A glimmer of hope was rekindled in the man. "Really?"

"Yes," the officer comforted him. "There are still many good people in this world."

Such a commotion in the reception room drew everyone's attention. They all came over to see what was happening.

Lin Feng and the officer in the reception room exchanged a look. What a coincidence, he thought. This man is, in all likelihood, the owner.

The officer walked over and asked, "Can you tell me which hospital the bill was from? And what was the payment amount?"

The middle-aged man wiped his tears. "It's a bill from the Third Hospital, for ninety-eight thousand yuan."

It's a match! the officer realized.

The officer produced a black plastic bag from behind his back and handed it to the middle-aged man. "Take a look. Is this what you lost?"

The man received it as if it were a precious treasure. He opened it, counted the money, and saw that none of it was missing. He was as overjoyed as a child and looked as though he was about to kneel before the officer.

"Thank you, thank you all so much."

"Now that this money is found, my son has a chance for his second surgery."

The officer helped him up, stepped aside, and revealed Lin Feng standing behind him. "The person you should be thanking isn't me, but this young man right here."

"He's the one who found your money. He waited at the spot for over an hour, and when you didn't return, he came here to file a report."

"Coincidentally, you arrived just as he was finishing up his statement!"

"If that isn't fate, I don't know what is!"

The middle-aged man turned to Lin Feng, about to kneel. "Thank you, young man! You're a truly good person!"

One can't truly appreciate such profound gratitude without first experiencing utter despair.

Lin Feng hurriedly helped the man up. "Sir, it wasn't actually me who found the money. My children discovered it."

In truth, Lin Feng didn't need to bring the children forward. However, he wanted them to understand the value of honesty, so he felt it was right for them to step up and receive the man's thanks.

Looking at the uncle before them, his heart filled with a gratitude so deep he was on the verge of tears, the children felt his emotions and wanted to cry themselves. Yet they were also incredibly happy, feeling as though they had done something truly remarkable.

The middle-aged man didn't know what to offer as a thank-you gift. He couldn't give money; this was what he needed to save his child's life.

Lin Feng saw his predicament and offered a faint smile. "It must be fate that we met. Let's exchange contact information. I'll visit your child in the hospital one of these days."

The middle-aged man quickly took out his phone. "177…"

After they exchanged contact information, the man hurried off. Lin Feng wanted to follow and see how things were, but what would he do with the children? A place like a hospital was the last place he wanted to take them.

「On the other side.」

After meeting up, Zhang Yuxi and An Lan went to a café. Two beautiful women, around the same age as Zhang Yuxi, were waiting for them. The one with short hair was Zhou Yi, and the curly-haired woman, a friend of Zhou Yi's, was named Song Tian'er.

Zhou Yi was one of Zhang Yuxi's high school classmates. Song Tian'er had met Zhang Yuxi through Zhou Yi's introduction. The two stood up to greet them.

An Lan pushed Zhou Yi away. "Don't hug me, I'm wearing makeup. What if you rub off my foundation?"

The two often chatted privately on WeChat, their conversations a race to see who could be more outrageous and hot-tempered. An Lan's personality was quite similar to Zhou Yi's, while Song Tian'er's was more like Zhang Yuxi's.

While Zhang Yuxi hadn't contacted the others, An Lan had stayed in touch with them. After all, the four of them used to have a very good relationship. They didn't think their friendship was shallow just because Zhang Yuxi disappeared and cut off contact without a word. After everything that had happened, they could understand. Besides, if Yuxi hadn't even contacted her best friend, An Lan, it was understandable that their own connection to her, which wasn't as deep, had also lapsed.

Zhou Yi feigned disgust. "You're overthinking it. Who'd want to hug you?"

An Lan chuckled. "Oh? You were all lovey-dovey on WeChat, but now you're playing all high and mighty in person?"

Zhou Yi rolled her eyes. "Love you, my ass!"

An Lan pouted. "Get lost!"

In contrast, Zhang Yuxi was much more graceful, greeting Zhou Yi and Song Tian'er with a smile.

True to form, An Lan cut straight to the point. "I'll get the unpleasantries out of the way first. You guys know Yuxi—she has a bit of social anxiety."

"Zhou Yi, you'd better behave yourself and not scare her."

Zhou Yi was puzzled. "What did I do?"

An Lan grinned. "We haven't seen each other in years, and you've become the Autumn Mountain Racing God!"

Zhou Yi immediately shot back, "Look who's talking!"

As they bickered, Song Tian'er studied Zhang Yuxi and sighed. "You haven't changed at all. You're still so pretty!"

Zhang Yuxi replied, "You too. You're just as I remember."

Song Tian'er lifted her bangs. "Take a look. See how badly I'm balding?"

Zhang Yuxi looked and saw that she had indeed lost some hair. She offered some comfort, "That's perfectly normal. All the young people are starting to go bald these days."

Zhou Yi chimed in, "Hahaha, isn't there that saying now? 'I've grown balder, but I've also grown stronger.' It fits perfectly, since I just got a raise."

Song Tian'er gazed at Zhang Yuxi's long, thick hair. "I'm so envious of your hair."

Zhang Yuxi: "..."

"Yeah, seriously," Zhou Yi added. "Ugh, I'm so jealous!"

An Lan joined in. "Me too!" Then she added, "Tian'er, that's nothing! Look at mine!"

"See? I've lost a lot of hair too."

"On top of that, I go clubbing all the time. If this keeps up, I'll have no choice but to wear a wig!"

Song Tian'er leaned in for a closer look. "That does look pretty severe!"

"That's nothing!" Zhou Yi scoffed. "Come here and grab a handful of my hair!"

An Lan gasped. "Holy crap, you lose that much?!"

Zhou Yi: "..."

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